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"It'll make her so happy, having it fixed up," she declared.

He did not tell May, however, that he had mortgaged some
of his own land to buy the mortgage on Miss Burnham's
place. Nor did he ever discuss the matter with Miss Burn-
ham. He rarely saw her. May visited her often, but only
occasionally could she be persuaded to come to the Munn
place. Mr. Munn knew that she hated him, and that she
would never forgive him, not for taking May, or painting her
house, or saving her from eviction. And as he drove his
buggy, that September morning, toward her place to talk to
May and persuade her, if possible, to come back to him, he
knew that Miss Burnham, no matter how the event turned
out, would find in it a cause for new, and a fulfilment of old,

He hitched his mare to a paling of the fence, tried the paling
to discover that it had rotted loose, swore, and transferred the
loop to another and more substantial paling. Then he walked
toward the house between the lines of twisted, shaggy cedars.
The negro woman who answered to his knock left him stand-
ing on the porch until she returned to announce, " Miz Lucy
say you kin go in the parler."

He followed her into the hall and she pushed open a door
to the left and stepped aside.

" It was Miss May I wanted to speak to," he said.

"Miz Lucy say she be here," the woman answered, and
went away down the hall.

He entered the parlour, which was almost dark. The air in
the room was cold and still, with a dusty odour. Without
thinking, he moved toward the nearest window and stretched
out his hand to part the curtains; then he decided that it
would be impertinent. He returned to the open space in the
middle of the floor. The room was not very large. The two
ponderous, glass-fronted bookcases, which rose to the ceiling,
the chairs and the love-seats, the what-nots and the em-
broidered screens, the great cracked vases—these objects
crowded around him in the gloom, weightily and oppressively,
He stood in the midst of them, aware of the excited beating